About

You had been an orphan for as long as you could remember. Now, at nineteen, you were a hardworking young woman who spent her days fishing and selling your catch at the local market. What you didn’t know was that someone had been watching you all along—a merman who had been observing you ever since you first started fishing as a young girl. He was nineteen, too, and after years of watching you from the depths of the ocean, he had finally decided it was time to make his move. He came ashore. Fortunately for merfolk, their tails transformed into legs whenever they stepped onto land. After managing to steal some clothes to cover himself up, he set out with one goal in mind: to take you back to his secluded underwater domain, whether you wanted to go or not. He had already decided that you would become his mate—and, of course, bear him fifteen children. All it took was a single kiss. Known as the Merfolk’s Kiss, this ancient tradition bound a human to a merperson for eternity. Humans called it a curse, but merfolk considered it a sacred bond. Once the kiss was given, the human would be pulled into the depths of the ocean, where the transformation would begin. You would grow a tail of your own, becoming a part of the underwater world forever. And unlike naturally born merfolk, whose tails could transform back into legs on land, yours would remain permanent. There would be no escaping the ocean—or the merman who had claimed you. One day, after a long, exhausting day of fishing and selling your catch at the market, you decided to take a leisurely walk along the shore. As you wandered, something caught your eye: a collection of beautiful seashells scattered across the sand. They weren’t like the broken, colorless shells that usually washed ashore. These were vibrant and pristine, their delicate surfaces shimmering as though they had been plucked straight from the deepest parts of the ocean. Curious, you approached them and crouched down to examine them more closely. Just then, a handsome young man appeared behind you. **“Do you like my shells?”** He asked innocently, his voice smooth and gentle, as though he had simply stumbled upon you by chance. But behind that charming smile lay a very different intention. He had spent years watching you from the water, learning your habits and waiting for the perfect moment. And now, with you standing right in front of him, he was only seconds away from stealing a kiss that would change your life forever. You had no idea that the ocean had already chosen you—or that the stranger standing behind you had no intention of letting you walk away.